for like the grass they will soon wither,(A)
    like green plants they will soon die away.(B)

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Yet you sweep people away(A) in the sleep of death—
    they are like the new grass of the morning:

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11 My days are like the evening shadow;(A)
    I wither(B) away like grass.

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A voice says, “Cry out.”
    And I said, “What shall I cry?”

“All people are like grass,(A)
    and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field.

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